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Wednesday, March 10th, 2004

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2:30p
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6:20p
Once upon a time there was a girl
In her early years she had to learn
How to grow up living in a war that she called home
Never know just where to turn for shelter from the storm
Hurt me to see the pain across my mother's face
Everytime my father's fist would put her in her place
Hearing all the yelling I would cry up in my room
Hoping it would be over soon
Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
And I'm OK I often wonder why I carry all this guilt
When it's you that helped me put up all these walls I've built
Shadows stir at night through a crack in the door
The echo of a broken child screaming "please no more"
Daddy, don't you understand the damage you have done
To you it's just a memory, but for me it still lives on
Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so, so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
It's not so easy to forget
All the lines you left along her neck
When I was thrown against cold stairs
And every day I'm afraid to come home
In fear of what I might see there
Bruises fade father but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
And I'm OK
I'm OK


Current Mood: depressed
3 ||x
7:21p
its total_failure. I have a new lj.

we can live like jack and sally if we want

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10:21p
dear dad
dear dad,
im writing this letter to you. ive played it out in my head so many times. i know your drinking again. you lie to my face everytime. and everytime i believe you, because i want to pretend your getting better. guess what? your only getting worse. ive tried my best to get it across to you, but youve just been taken over. i want to love you, but all my hate, and rage still lingers behind my shoulders. damn you. i can point the finger all i want, you started it first not me. im not the alcoholic you are. you dont even know me, and it sucks. ive been here for 18 years, and you have no clue what im about. if you would just quit for a while, you would see that being blind to your family sucks. its me or booze. im done with you. im tired. i have so much to say, but im so tired, that all i can say is this.......i hate you. the only thing your good for anymore, is the insurance money that is willed to me when you die. i dont understand why i just dont collect now. youve been dead since day one. congradulations...your a born loser. and im extremely happy to say...im not a god damned thing like you. thanks for showing me how to fuck up your life. im gonna be a big success
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